Page 42 of Dangerous Men
While Alec teases her, Ashton’s hands come up to play with her perfect tits. She reaches for him, her hands inching towards his belt, but Ashton stops her.
“No, Babygirl, tonight is all you,” he promises with a smirk. “Just let us take care of you, okay?”
Her face when he says that—like she doesn’t know whether to be disappointed or excited—is exquisite.
Finally, Alec pulls her panties off, tossing them aside, and Ashton once again comes through for me, reaching down to peel her thighs apart, giving me a perfect view.
Fuck. My cock twitches in my hand, already painfully close to coming.
“Look how beautiful you are,” Ashton praises. And she is.So wet and perfect and ready for them already. Her pussy glistens in the light, deliciously wet. My hands are shaking as I unzip myself, pulling my cock out of my pants to stroke it.
Alec groans as he lowers himself to her slit, tongue sliding over every perfect inch of her. He grips her by the hips, holding her still while he devours her.
I can’t see him work, not from this angle, but I can see her response to it, and Alec must be a fucking savant at eating pussy from the way she’s reacting. Or maybe she’s just never had good head before.
The entire time Alec feasts on her, Ashton plays with her breasts, kissing her neck and whispering to her. Whatever he’s saying to her is working. She moans, writhing under their attention.
I want to be in there, in the room, I realize. Fuck, I want to be the one between her legs, tasting her. My cock agrees, twitching hard the moment the thought comes into my head. I slide my hand over myself, pausing to rub my thumb over the piercing at the head of my dick.
Normally, this is what I prefer—watching it all happen. But right now? I need to touch her. I need to be the one tasting her.
Ashton feels the same way.
“Let me have a taste,” he says, sliding down the bed. Alec grumbles but moves aside, giving him room, and then Ashton is the one buried between her legs, making her gasp. She grips the bed sheets tightly as he works her with his tongue.
“She tastes so fuckinggood,” Ashton groans, angling her legs open wider, pinning them to either side of him on the bed.
“Times up. Move,” snaps Alec, and Ashton reluctantly obeys, giving her one last lap of his tongue. But Alec doesn’t go back to licking her. He slides a finger up her thigh before running it over her pussy.
“Look at you, darling,” he purrs. “So soaked for us.”
He slips a finger inside her, curving his hand to rub a thumb against the hood of her clit.
“Is she tight, boss?” Ashton asks, breathlessly.
“So fucking tight,” Alec growls out between clenched teeth. “We’re going to have to stretch you out, darling, if you’re ever going to take the two of us.”
Sydney’s eyes go wide, and I groan at the mental image his words summon. Alec and Ashton are huge—hell, all four of us are—and the idea of them stretching her open is almost enough to make me blow my load right now.
How would she take them, I wonder? One of them stretching her sweet pussy, while she sucks the other? Or maybe one in her ass, both of them fucking her hard, filling each hole?
Alec adds another finger, and Sydney arches off the bed.
“Too much,” she gasps, gripping the sheets with both hands.
“Oh no, darling, you can take it,” Alec tells her, lifting her thigh to fuck her even deeper. It gives me a perfect view of his fingers fucking her, his thumb working her clit. “Your pussy is begging for more, isn’t it? I think this greedy little cunt can take three.”
She looks like she’s on the verge of falling apart already, writhing and panting on the bed.
“She’ll have to,” Ashton agrees, his eyes glued on her. “If you want to take us, Babygirl, you’re going to need to fit a lot more than that. Do you trust us?”
She shouldn’t. She should run screaming from all of us, but she doesn’t know that yet. Doesn’t know what perverted things they have in store. Doesn’t know how dangerous we really are.
She nods, eyes full of trust and locked on Ashton.
Stupid, naïve girl.
He nods down to Alec. “Stretch her open.”
